1.Over The Counterculture
Over the counter culture,
Well that's right where you belong,
You try to sever your ties with the London skies,
But you've got the whole thing wrong.
You try to be so different,
As does everybody else,
Create your own distinctions,
And flaunt them for yourself.
Over the counter culture,
With your cards and catalogues,
The mainstream wipes the river bed clean,
You're just wrong, you're just... wrong.
You think you followed your heart again,
Now it's in to be out,
Destroy the plans and just start again,
Don't pretend to not pretend at all.
Over the counter culture,
Well you live your life in waves,
Last year's dream was a terrible scheme,
This new fad will fade.
Let's see... what can we be now？
That hasn't been done before？
Shut your eyes,
Look inside.
You think you followed your heart again,
Now it's in to be out,
Destroy the plans and just start again,
Don't pretend to not pretend at all.
Don't pretend to not pretend at all.
Don't pretend to not pretend at all!
2.The List Goes On
Radio play just depresses me today
Why is it so throw away
The lists that you write
Just to classify this tripe
When clearly it all sounds the same
Oh oh oh
Well I've heard it all done before
A hundred years ago or more
Originality is so passe
Just the same old politics
Through pretentious effects units
By self-obsessive slobs
The list goes on
Media press has become an utter mess
The opinions of failed pop stars
They constantly try to divert the public eye
Led by large cash deposits and such
Well I've heard it all done before
A hundred years ago or more
Originality is so passe
Forgotten genres get rehatched
Create the craze, create the cash
Would you buy anything？
The list goes on
And I will try
Not to let this get to me
But it goes on
It goes on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on...
Oh I've heard it all done before
A hundred years ago or more
Originality is so passe
I'll never lose my faith in you
When nothing's good what can you do？
Just don't buy anything
The list goes on
3.Week In Week Out
Is there something more？
Surely there must be.
You can't lose everything,
So you're quite happy.
To live with nothing more,
Than a life-long shopping list,
You tick it off on credit...
Well you'll pay for it.
Week in and week out,
Your lucky charms will always let you down,
Maybe next week we'll see,
Maybe.
You stand in line completely still,
Feel really, truly unfulfilled,
Week in week out.
Where are you going to turn,
When all ambition fails？
Why try anymore,
If human nature's stale？
Invite the hand of God,
To touch the lucky few,
There's no such thing as God,
Nor easy money too.
Week in and week out,
Your lucky charms will always let you down,
Maybe next week we'll see,
Maybe.
You stand in line completely still,
Feel really, truly unfulfilled,
Week in week out.
Week in and week out,
Your lucky charms will always let you down,
Maybe next week we'll see,
Maybe.
You stand in line completely still,
Feel really, truly unfulfilled,
Week in week out.
4.Talk Talk Talk
A healthy argument to start the day,
What better way？
We chew the fat of life,
We're moved to tears,
Lend me your ears.
But you spend all your time,
Waiting in static shopping lines,
And all your troublesome debates are solved,
In glossy magazines.
Too much small talk leads to a small mind,
So tell me what your views are,
And I will tell you mine.
How's the weather？
(Grey and boring),
It's back to work on...
(Monday morning).
Oh, let it go,
Tell me things I'd like to know,
Frighten me,
Enlighten me, oh no.
Opinion can be void if not,
Presented from both sides,
So speak your mind my dear,
Your loves and fears,
And nothing in between.
Initiate debates about,
The way you hate the things I slate,
I'd rather that than spend another,
Minute killing time.
Too much small talk leads to a small mind,
So tell me all your secrets,
I'll never tell you mine.
How's the weather？
(Grey and boring),
It's back to work on...
(Monday morning).
Oh, let it go,
Tell me things I'd like to know,
Frighten me,
Enlighten me, uh oh.
5.Little Bitch
If you ever hear a noise in the night
your body starts to sweat,
it shakes and shivers in fright
you go and sleep with your mother
she hates you guts
she knows that you love her
so she holds you tight
all through the night in to the broad daylight
And when she doesn't come home
you'll have to sleep alone
then you wet your bed and I think that's sad
for a girl of 19 it's more than sad, it's obscene!
1,2
And your girlfriend sweet little 17
she's got her layered hair and her flared jeans
you know what that means, she's just a little queen
she shares your London flat
she thinks that London's where it's at
Although it stinks and when it rains you wear your hat
and your plum colored pvc wet- look maxi mac
You tie your ginger hair back in a bun
you're the ugliest creature, under the sun!
1,2 Go!
1,2
And you think it's about time that you died, and I agree
so you decide on suicide
you tried but you never quite carried it out
you only wanted to die in order to show off
and if you think you're gonna bleed all over me
you're even wronger than you'd normaly be
And the only things you want to see are kitsch
And the only thing you want to be is rich
Your little pink up-pointed nose begins twitch
I know you know you're just a little bitch! 1,2!
6.Settle Down
Brimming with useless information,
Spilling thoughts void of true opinion,
Yet you'll fight it to the death,
You'll fight it to the death.
Fighting someone else's favour,
You'll regurgitate the words you heard on,
Radio two... Oh didn't you？
Stop throwing insults and crockery around,
We can all be constructive,
So settle down, settle down.
Oh, have your dire of needs a certain suitor,
What is open-minded to calmly digest the very question and...
And understand.
To look at things from many angles,
Construct and critique, without anger,
Even compromise... you'll never compromise.
Stop throwing insults and crockery around,
We can all be constructive,
So settle down, settle down.
Stop throwing insults and crockery around,
We can all be constructive,
So settle down, settle down.
Stop throwing insults and crockery around.
Stop throwing insults and crockery around,
We can all be constructive,
So settle down, settle down.
Stop throwing insults and crockery around,
We can all be constructive,
So settle down, settle down,
Settle down, settle down.
7.Weekend Revolution
The daily drudge deals a mean hand,
Menial commerce makes a mean man,
You're gonna, you're gonna have a fine time,
Just, just not on my time.
If they could peer behind the screens,
At all your sordid little schemes,
You unleash the tension,
Do things I wouldn't mention.
Your weekday demons take their toll on you,
But your weekend revolution just won't do.
Don't hang yourself with your Christmas tie,
In your coffin flat, you sit and die.
Your weekend revolution.
Your Mother's proud of her only son,
What if she'd seen the things he's done.
Friday and your five day prison,
Glazed eyes and double vision.
You loutish lads look not for love,
You grab your loins and hunt for blood,
You unleash the tension,
Do things I wouldn't mention.
Your weekday demons take their toll on you,
But your weekend revolution just won't do.
Don't hang yourself with your Christmas tie,
In your coffin flat, you sit and die.
Your weekend revolution.
Your weekday demons take their toll on you,
But your weekend revolution just won't do.
Don't hang yourself with your Christmas tie,
In your coffin flat, you sit and die.
Your weekend revolution,
Your weekend revolution.
8.Maybe Someday
One, two, three, four!
Why should, you leave your home,
Oh, when the TV's on,
Oh, when I was half joking,
But I know that you'll be fine,
Who needs love when you got two eyes and you got the time？
Waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction.
Cursing, your computer,
Because it will not do,
A single thing that you're sure it ought to,
With your so called friends you love,
As an a.k.a of a pseudonym that you wish you were.
Waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human interaction,
Oh, waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human
interaction.
Oh, waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human
interaction,
Oh, waiting for some inspiration, but lack the human
interaction.
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